Chapter 742 The Death of the Ghost Matchmaker

• The ghost matchmaker was very honest; she was almost eager to tell her life story because she thought that she could be freed. Once I’ve told them everything, they’ll release me, right? Even if they’re not letting me go, I’ll have to work for this kid, right? After all, it makes no difference whether I work for Master Dale or her. I was out for so long, and he didn’t look for me either. But I prefer to work for Master Dale; he’s a reliable man after all.
• She slowly said, "My name is Memphis Gutierrez."
• The unlucky ghost asked, "Ha, are you sure?" He checked her out and commented, "Your waist is so broad, and your face is under average... You don’t look like a ‘Memphis."